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Kaleidoscope

kaleidoscope

The wrinkles of youth were playing

in the garden of adolescence 

where stubborn roots make their way through infinite bouquets

of blades of grass

piercing the innocence of the horizon

wandering hearts

that have bled before

meet in this verdure

to bleed together

while we wait for a boat on the shore of a lake

on the shore of life

to come retrieve yesterday’s dew

because the unspoken’s remains

dwell in us

dismantle us

at every quiver of the waves

at every shiver of the waves

pieces of faith bloom

only to fade

when will the flower skim the greenery?

© Margaux Emmanuel 

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the liquid flows

ever so rapidly 

this undefined blur 

screams imperishably 

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8 years ago

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Suffocating in between four walls

empty

But inside me breathes 

an untamed waterfall 

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waiting to pull the trigger 

around noon 

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pills flow out the cracks of the door 

while I am dead, suspiring on the floor.

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8 years ago

a vision

​Bankrupt fingers abrade lonesome chalkboards. Maimed hearts are stolen by an ephemeral breeze. Wounded minds meditate upon the adrift boats of the past.

Then, thoughts disembogue, and everything around you stealthily disappears.

© Margaux Emmanuel 


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8 years ago

je me noie, je m’étouffe

Je me suis enterrée hier

je ne sais pas pourquoi

je voulais que les ombres s’allongent sur la terre

répondent aux questions

dans leurs nuages sournois 

les plaies dénudent ma peau

le cercueil me caresse

me dit qu’il est trop tôt 

de noyer l’allégresse 

des chapitres brumeux 

racontent l’innocence 

dansent avec l’inconscience 

d’une simple apparence 

dans ce cercueil, je meurs

en douceur 

en peur

je m’ennuie

© Margaux Emmanuel 


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